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We simply sat
and watched
and listened.
Blue.
Birds.
White.
Children.
Crashing.
Thundering roar.
Swishing as waves
spread soft foam on the sand.
Cool wind.
Sun.
Seal.
The great expanse of ocean.
And something inside
softens.

Sometimes
I soothe my yearning
for ocean waves
by reminding myself
that the great prairie
was an ocean,
many times.
But,
I must admit,
water
is everything.